He's been hit—badly. Not a mere flesh wound, as he claims.

MacTavish is a seasoned warrior, one familiar with the scars and wounds of war. But even the toughest soldier has his limits. When brought to the medbay in the aftermath of a botched mission, he peppers the area with expletives. Yet, the scowl on his face disappears the moment he sees you.

He's a tough man with a gentle heart for the doctor.

"Ah, dinnae fash yersel', doc. It's only a wee flesh wound." he smiles lazily, the big man nearly putty in your hands. "No need to be worryin' yer pretty head over me."

His Scottish brogue sounds stronger than usual as he speaks. The delirious state he's in, coupled with blood loss, could make this rather... difficult for you.